I was outside still trying to get better taking pictures with my new camera. I still can't get the look I want, but I will keep at it. I just love when the apricots start to get ripe, sunshine growing on a tree. Its a race between me and the birds. We have a front tree that really has the best apricots. It is really early apricots, but this year its late so both trees are ripe at the same time. We have had a much cooler spring this year. (Yay)
I am going to give you a book review today. I don't do many book review. Just because everyone has such different kinds of reading styles and likes and dislikes. I also don't really like modern writers. Unless I am in some kind of guns and espionage and fighting against the government kind of mood. So I will read Grisham or Baldacci. Which I don't tell you about. I also read cozy mysteries. Though I haven't read anything like that in awhile. I always have some kind or 10 books I am reading around here. I am doing three Bible Studies for summer too. Anyway, my book report is on The Lake House by Kate Morton. A blog friend starting reading The Forgotten Garden by the same author and told me it was a really good book. Since we both have the same taste in books, I went to the library. It was good too.
But nothing like The Lake House. I can normally figure out endings and mysteries. This one was unique. I don't want to ruin it, but as books go, this was the best of the best. Ron did say after I finished it last night, " Oh good, now I can have my wife back." I guess I have been in really deep. I have one more library book left by Kate Morton called The Secret Keeper. I might wait just so I can think about something else. I did get up really early this morning and reread the last part of the book because I loved it so much. I don't do that either normally. I will buy this book. Which is about the highest praise I can give it because I am trying not to buy books. Though I just bought the reissued
Elisabth Goudge series The Elliot Family Trilogy, The Bird in the Tree, Pilgrim Inn, The Heart of the Family. Our library must have did a purge and these aren't in the system anymore. Sad how all of these wonderful authors are going by the wayside, for writers that are just one notch from Cat in the Hat. (Sorry for the commentary, The Lake House isn't like that and I had to look up words in the dictionary.)
I drew out my newest rug this week, for a summer project. I will dye some wool today. Its always a wonderful day when I get to dye wool.
This pattern is from Winter Cottage, Terri Leaner.
One of the sweet goodies she sent in the package was a rug label.
I am so bad at labeling my rugs so I thought this was the nicest thing to send with the pattern.
She has a whole series of rugs called Sunday Rugs and I might like to do them.
When I was working on the quilt I made for my granddaughter, I needed a machine that could do zig zag. My little workhorse, my Singer Featherweight, doesn't do stitches like that. I happen to have my Grandmother's Singer. Its a very nice machine, but I haven't ever used it very much preferring my Featherweight. I got out her machine and it does such lovely zigzag. I now have a machine to zigzag the edges on my rugs. I really like that machine, and as I was sewing, I thought, maybe I need to think about doing some more sewing. So we will see how much more my ole brain wants to learn.
Can you see that pretty bloom on that pumpkin vine? I didn't plant any this year, but this one came up on its own, so I think I will keep it and see how it grows.
Well the dryer buzzed so its time to go get the day going. Oh by the way, since Blogger changed something on the 25th, I am not getting your comments in my Gmail box. Does anyone know a fix for that? I thought it was my computer being new and all of that, but its on bloggers end. I would appreciate it if anyone has any idea on that front.
Thank you so much for stopping by today, have a wonderful weekend,
“Boredom, as her mother had always told them, was a state to be pitied, the province of the witless.”
“May your past be a pleasant memory, Your future filled with delight and mystery, Your now a glorious moment, That fills your life with deep contentment.” ―
Kate Morton, The Lake House